Hotel on the mountain

Just as Ciri attached the portal fragments to the round platform, North finally couldn't help but asked: "What on earth is this thing?"

"Psychic control medium, don't you?"

North shook his head, once again causing Ciri to sneer.

"What is in decline will eventually be in decline, and even the most precious inheritance of the leader's family has been cut off."

"What do you mean?" North frowned.

"This thing is not only a good control medium, but also an essential key to open the Chike Tomb. It can convert spiritual energy into the energy required for the operation of this tomb."

The energy of the fragments is inputting into the circular platform, and the light of the entire circular platform is getting brighter and brighter.

Shirley continued: "If you look at the slate carefully, you will find a picture - Chike had a large control medium in his hand at that time. He divided it into several pieces and gave them to the families who followed him. , this fragment has become a symbol of power.”

"I've never heard of this." North felt that his role was much smaller.

"How long can books be preserved? The Great Chik Empire has never been a country that cherishes its history. Our internal strife and wars have left our history riddled with holes." Xili's tone at this time was like a historian's. scholar, devastated by what she held dear.

Suddenly, Ciri turned her attention to Jetro.

Her eyes were playful: "Speaking of this, I suddenly remembered something."

Shiri said to Jetro: "You seem to have been thinking about these fragments? Have you taken away the fragments of the Hill family and the Wood family?"

Jetro nodded without hesitation and took the initiative to disclose the information: "My Raya family also has this kind of fragment."

"But your Hebrew empire prohibits the enslavement of monsters."

Jetro shook his head and denied Ciri's conjecture: "These fragments, when they are combined together, will produce very magical effects." After saying this, Ciri stopped asking.

"Then it seems that this mausoleum will definitely bring us a big surprise." She said and returned her gaze to the round platform.

The light of the round platform should have reached its peak, but it still did not change much, and together with the two blood beads rolling on it, it was unremarkable.

Xili frowned. She really didn't know how to solve this situation. She could only squeeze her fingertips to let more blood drip out.

But it's useless. The blood of Ciri and North loses its effect here. An anxious mood began to swirl between Ciri and North.

"Let me give it a try." Jetro finally said these words. He had been looking forward to it for a long time.

If you feel lonely, please drop a drop of blood.

The words on the round platform were obviously waiting for a specific person. As a time traveler, the feeling of divine will in Jetro's heart was already very strong. He couldn't suppress his excitement, so he took the initiative to lean forward and squeeze Ciri and North away.

"Come on." As soon as North finished speaking, Jetro had already bitten the tip of his finger.

Blood squeezed out of the skin on his fingertips with physical characteristics unique to Jetro. In this drop of blood, there is the most special code of a person or a soul.

It tilted slowly, jumping over the ravines raised by fingerprints - the last friction between the blood and the skin disappeared, and it turned into a round ball, then turned into a drop of water under the influence of gravity, and finally scattered on the round platform. on the surface.

My heart was beating loudly, as if a miracle would appear in the next moment, but this excitement of anticipation slipped into the abyss of embarrassment as time passed.

Jetro failed.

Obviously, he is not the person Yuantai is looking for, or in other words, he is not lonely enough.

He was a little lost and didn't understand. Aren't you a special person? Such thoughts also happened to North and Shirley. They saw the disappointment and confusion on Jetro's face, and they all sighed together.

"Could it be that... you want the blood of Gustave or Sander?" North scratched his head with his fingers. "It's possible that Sander is the kind of person who seems to be mentally lonely."

"Oh, he already has a partner." North didn't understand what Xili said, but she didn't want to say more. She stared intently at the words on the round platform and the blood that had no effect on it.

She was unwilling to give in.

"Spiritually lonely?" Yetro was startled, and a flash of light flashed in his mind - "If there is anyone in this world who is the most special, it must be..."

Jetro's head slowly turned back, and Meng Zhi's face whose appearance was unclear was placed there quietly.

"I'll do it." Mengzhi gently called in the world of consciousness.

A sudden burst of golden light caught the eyes of North and Shirley - they saw the woman who had been quietly following Jetro slowly floating in the air.

"She, she, she..." North pointed at Mengzhi and chirped, "Yetro! Your woman has transformed!"

It was only when North encountered something he had never encountered before that he looked like a child, not shying away from his identity and the reserve that others had blessed him with - and speaking in a panic.

"Oh my God..." Shirley Swank stood up. Her eyes were wide open, as if she had seen murder for the first time in her life. She covered her eyes tightly, but left a gap between her fingers. Two finger gaps.

It had been a long time since Jetro had seen the dream transform into her original appearance, which was a kind of light person with a sci-fi texture all over her body. The only appearance feature she had was the holy white long hair.

She is a luminous human figure with golden proportions, slowly floating from under the round platform to everyone.

Jetro saw Mengzhi's thumb and index finger gently twist, and a drop of luminous object slipped from the fingertips and fell silently onto the round platform - a surprising scene happened.

"If you feel lonely, please drop a drop of blood." The words disappeared little by little, like a fish diving into the water. The entire circular platform began to look like the surface of the water, and every contact point with the object was There were small ripples.

The luminous liquid that slipped from Meng's fingers was like a bottle of fluorescent agent, covering the entire circular platform's blue light with gold.

Golden light rippled out from around the round platform one after another. There was an inexplicable push that swept everyone off the stage, and Mengzhi also transformed into a human appearance and stood next to Yetro.

A blurry projection appeared on the circular platform, but this image seemed to be interfered by some kind of signal. After a while, the entire circular platform was like a holographic projector, outlining an image that was also unclear. Beautiful female figure. She was very similar to Meng Zhi's appearance after she had just changed.

"Hello, sister."

The projection is facing the dream and says so.